Wipe His Tears

11.

R's POV

How tiring days have been. I need a good rest today. After changing my clothes I went out to lie down with Coco just to see the plates haphazard and my phone on the floor. where's Coco?

I called out for him but he didn't show up. Oh no did I trigger his anxiety again? No way I needed to search for him. I went to his room to search for him.

'Coco! You in there?' I called out banging on the door as it was locked from inside.

'Coco! Baby open the door!' I yelled.

No one's POV

And there on the other side of the door, Coco had been flooding his eyes with warm tears. He'd been sobbing hard inside the blankets. But as soon as he heard Rachel's worrisome voice asking him to open the door, he rose up and cleared past his tears and went near the door taking a deep sigh before opening the door. He took a second to dry his eyes and opened the door finally.

'Baby are you fine? Why did you lock the door?', Rachel asked him in the same worried tone.

'I'm good Rachel. I'm j-just tired I want to sleep', he said lowly.

'What? Stop lying Coco. Did I do something wrong? You're not fine I can see', Rachel said petting his face.

'No. I'm good Rachel. I came out to serve you dinner', he said moving out of the door.

R's POV

It must be my fault. I don't know what happened to Coco. This feeling is upsetting. I went after him and hugged his figure standing in the kitchen aisle, from behind.

'Please tell me what happened. I know it's not something related to what happened in the office or something. Did I disturb your thoughts somehow?' I asked him taking a deep breath.

'No Rachel I'm just suddenly tired. I want to sleep,' he said.

'You won't do any household chores from tomorrow. You will just rest-,' I was interrupted.

'I've served. Please have it. I need to sleep,' he said emotionlessly, going away.

'COCO FUCKING TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!' I shouted at him holding back his arm, making him face me.

He looked at me with his shiny glossy eyes.

I immediately kissed him holding his face in my hands. He didn't care to respond. I bit and sucked hard on his lower lip. He gasped and pushed me away instantly. I saw his tears streaming down.

'Don't pity me Rachel. WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS DON'T TOUCH ME,' he hollered and ran back to his room.

'LIKE WHAT! WHAT AM I LIKE? I NEVER PITIED YOU. WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU FUCKING COME BACK AND EXPLAIN,' i lost my mind.

He didn't open the door for the rest of the night.

I just remembered sitting and drowsing on the sofa we had set for the night. Lame.

It had been barely fifteen minutes since I had woken up. I looked for my phone and watched the time and it was 5 in the morning. I decided to take a warm bath. And got dressed to leave for work. After I was done with my morning routine, I decided to make breakfast for Coco.

I prepared the only thing I knew. My cheese toast recipe. I am not a good chef apparently. And definitely nowhere near Coco's level. I tried my best and saw the time, it was about to be 7 now. He might wake up at any minute. I took a piece of paper and wrote to him..

  "Good morning baby. I hope you eat well. I'm
   sorry.
   Rachel"

I set the plate carefully on the shelf. And stuck the note aside on the plate.